Averill Rooks

Averill Rooks The Rasping Ravager Quirks ● Enduring - The light of youth is almost spent, but his eyes have weathered the harshest roads. ● Agile - He is the fell gale of the battlefield, fast despite the burdens that anchor him. ● Hound's Loyalty - Pity those who stand against the souls he cares for. A hound's bite is easily the fiercest. ● Honest - There is no need to trust the man who never lies. Ware only when he attempts deception. ● Bloodthirsty - The first to draw his blade. The last to leave the massacre. ● Bound - Good men have no need for rules. Averill binds himself to a new one nigh-daily. ● Rancorous - Hackles raised, fangs bared. This hound's tail is easily stepped on. ● Reticent - Averill speaks neither well, nor easily, when thoughts turn to him. His attention would gladly settle anywhere else. Traits ● Breathless - Sputtering, coughing, clearing his throat, speaking hoarsely or not at all - signs of a man whose lungs struggle for the air he rasps for. ● Sickened Soul - To the aether-sensitive or the practised mage, his blight is clear to see. Even Hydaelyn makes known her discontent with his affliction. ● Storm's Frenzy - The onset of battle brings the worst of Averill's nature to bear. Neither restraint nor mercy come easily to the Ravager. Relationships ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ Notes ● Text, text, text. ● Text, text, text. OOC ● Wiki made by D'lyhhia Lhuil. Base layout taken from Atreus del Alumet. ...text text text.❞